Late, Late, Late

 Sorry to be so late, but we had a lot of dull, dull, dull stuff to do such as gathering tax stuff (yuck), entering your girl's future doctor visits on the calendar (which is harder than you might think because her calendar isn't constructed to contain more than a giant number), and cleaning up the floor after Fio went outside and unknowingly stepped in a few of Sonia's....uh....creations, then tracked them inside. Daughter-in-law was game enough to mop up the the dining area...and the kitchen...and the hall back to Fiorella's bedroom... and the home offices. The irony of it is that the reason your girl had gone out in the back yard in the first place was to dump two large bags of household debris.

Apparently, there's good news on Fio's tax front--not that she's getting a break, but that she and her kids have been able to locate most of the important papers...so far.

On the side, Fiorella picked up one of her books she never looked at again after it was published and skimmed through it. There are things she would change now, but the LIKED IT!

Not much big news now, except that Son L will be driving Fio to Walgreens this week for her flue shot. Yep, your girl is an inoculation junkie...and she hopes you are too. She had chicken-pox, mumps, scarlet fever, and a few more scary diseases as a child, and they were no fun. (She was also in one of the first batches of kids to get out the Sabin polio vaccine.)

If friend Suzy is out there someone, Fio hopes she and her family are well, and would love to hear from her.